...'Goose girl, may I kiss you?' She answered by... kissing him first.

I, Geric-Sinath of Gerhard, declare that you're beautiful and you're perfect and I'll slay any man who tries to take you from my side. Goose girl, may I kiss you?

I do like the world quite a lot.

And Isi always listened, never told Enna she had been foolish, never said hollow things like 'You'll be all right.' . . . Isi saw Enna's struggle and her sadness, and she understood.

But, how do you know if an ending is truly good for the characters unless you've traveled with them through every page?

Will you accompany me in this dance?” he said, bowing and holding out his hand. “No, thank you.” Miri smiled. The prince frowned and looked and the chief delegate as if for assistance. Miri laughed self consciously. “I, uh, I was teasing.

Ani felt a stirring, a hope, a winged thing waking up in her chest and brushing her heart with it's feathers.